

Moon Shawn, determined to avoid a blind date with a thrice-married suitor, impulsively kissed Salem Lachlan, a prominent figure from Landon's top family. Before she could escape, Salem whisked her away to an engagement party, and soon after, they were married. As they spent more time together, their feelings for each other deepened, but jealousy fueled a series of misunderstandings that never seemed to last long. One day, Salem discovered that Moon was actually Cyndi, the genius he'd been searching for, along with other surprising secrets she had been hiding...

Eva Smith is sacrificed alive in a rain-seeking ritual. Upon her death, her true spirit awakens, and she discovers her identity as the Moon Goddess, the very deity who founded the empire of Qevar. Armed with this revelation, Eva re-enters the mortal world in her divine form, intending to settle old scores. She confronts her treacherous family, purges the palace of corruption, and takes out both the crown prince and the inept emperor, bringing the long chain of retribution to an end. In the aftermath, she establishes the Lunar Kingdom and passes the throne to Liam Aspen, promising to return in sixty years to see what the Lunar Kingdom has become under his rule.

I have been bound to Ryan Hardin for nine years. He is pureblood, the Alpha of Silverfang Pack. And I… I was chosen as nothing more than a “temporary Luna,” a political pawn to steady the pack’s power. In those nine years, he betrayed me countless times. The first time, on my birthday, he announced that the celebration belonged to another she-wolf he had just met. The second time, I brewed medicine for his injuries, only to be accused by the Elders of bewitching the Alpha. He didn’t defend me—instead, he ordered me to be whipped in front of the entire pack. The third time, I was three months pregnant. He stood there, watching as his childhood sweetheart pushed me down the stone steps. I lost our pup that day. Nine years. Three thousand two hundred nights. I endured his indifference, his humiliation, his contempt. Last night, at the Silverfang Pack’s full-moon feast, he openly entwined his hand with a young Omega’s while I sat abandoned at the far end of the Alpha’s table. Every gaze cut into me—wolves whispering, mocking, savoring the spectacle. It was his 200th betrayal. When the feast ended, Ryan didn’t even look at me. His words were sharper than fangs: “Don’t forget, your Luna title is only temporary.” At dawn, he descended the Alpha’s staircase, his voice cold and commanding as if I were a servant: “Prepare the council’s tea. Now.” I met his gaze without flinching, my voice steady, stripped of all submission. “I’m sorry, Alpha. That is no longer my duty.” He seems to forget—we were never bound by a mark. Ours was an agreement, nothing more. And today marks the third-to-last day before that agreement ends. I gathered the Luna emblem, the wedding ring, and our only wedding photo—and burned them all. In three days, I’ll leave this pack. I will return to the secluded Herbal Academy, reclaim my research. And this time, when I walk away, I will never return.

Right before our Mating Ceremony, my mate, Alpha Damien, told me he had to temporarily mark an Omega from our pack, Seraphina. He claimed she had the Moon Sickness and would die if he didn't mark her. I fought him on it, but the next day, he moved Seraphina right into the penthouse of the Pack House. The suite meant for the future Luna. My suite. To calm me, he even got on his knees, his eyes red as he promised, "Once she's safe, I'll remove the mark. You'll still be my only Luna." But then, Seraphina found me, a medical report in her hand. Six weeks pregnant. They'd already held their marking ceremony long before Damien ever came to me. My heart shattered into ash. My pen dug into the calendar, carving a vicious X over the date that was supposed to be our Mating Ceremony. Then, I opened my laptop and replied to the email from the European Laurel Healers' Guild. "I accept your invitation. I leave on the day of the Mating Ceremony."

Right before our Mating Ceremony, my mate, Alpha Damien, told me he had to temporarily mark an Omega from our pack, Seraphina. He claimed she had the Moon Sickness and would die if he didn't mark her. I fought him on it, but the next day, he moved Seraphina right into the penthouse of the Pack House. The suite meant for the future Luna. My suite. To calm me, he even got on his knees, his eyes red as he promised, "Once she's safe, I'll remove the mark. You'll still be my only Luna." But then, Seraphina found me, a medical report in her hand. Six weeks pregnant. They'd already held their marking ceremony long before Damien ever came to me. My heart shattered into ash. My pen dug into the calendar, carving a vicious X over the date that was supposed to be our Mating Ceremony. Then, I opened my laptop and replied to the email from the European Laurel Healers' Guild. "I accept your invitation. I leave on the day of the Mating Ceremony."

Luke Jordan, a member of Mystfell Clan, was a genius in cultivation. After 20 years of practice, he broke through the Heavenly Realm. His master, Xavier Jayden, having nothing more to teach him, called him talentless and expelled him. After leaving his master, Luke encountered Justin Jordan, the head of the Jordan family, who was on the brink of death due to a plot. Three professional doctors were at a loss. Julia, his daughter, was extremely anxious. Luke saved Justin. They said he had reached the Great Sage Realm, but Luke thought they were talking nonsense. The Jordan family offered to help him cultivate in gratitude. The Everspire Clan used Spiritual Pearl to test his potential, which caused the pearl to shatter and transform into the tenth lotus. Luke broke through the Heavenly Realm, becoming the top cultivator in the world!

The Philon family got a one-year deal for the Moon Goddess’s protection. But jealousy made them cross the line. When an elder ripped off her blindfold, a divine eagle struck him dead. Now, the deal is off, and a wave of disasters is coming to wipe out the family.

To save her gravely ill grandmother, Luna is forced to marry Victor, a twisted old werewolf, for two million dollars, and breaks up with Kael, the man she has loved for three years. After moving into the mansion, she is horrified to discover that Kael is Victor's son and the Alpha of the Wolf Pack. Living under the same roof, Kael despises her as his father's new woman, while Victor's abuse pushes Luna's dormant Moonlit Bloodline to awaken. As Kael searches for his fated mate, he finally realizes Luna is the woman he has been looking for all along. Together, they break through forbidden identities and family opposition, fight back against Victor, and step into the light.